Last night I attended the longest band concert ever for the
sake of my darling grandchild, Adrienne. I am glad that I
did because she got a trophy for being best 8th grade musician and an award for lettering in band for three years.
She if first chair trumpet.

She was over the moon and she and her best friend, Erika had
their pictures taken with their boyfriends. Adrienne's former boy friend was very good looking but this one is a
real nerd. I think she is much safer with him than with
Dakota who was very sexy looking and reeked of hormones.

Bobby has chemo today. I honestly don't know how he is
brave enough to keep going. He hasn't felt at all well.
I made deviled eggs for him yesterday, he needs the protein.
He isn't eating enough meat.

I sat with my exhusbands widow and her fiance at the concert.
The elderly love birds were sweet. She showed me her engagement ring, which is an emerald. They just couldn't
keep their hands off each other. Love at any age is precious.

Sara says her highschool band is the worst she has ever heard and she can't get them whipped into shape. Her concert was last night too. Her school is in the ghetto
and she has been hit and cursed at as well. She has already
kicked one guy out of band. She is tiny and very pretty
so these highschool boys get ideas.

I am looking forward to a lazy day today and a trip to the
library. I have had bad luck with new writers so I keep
returning to old favorites. I may read The Accidental
Tourist again. It is good for many a belly laugh.